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I sprang up from my bed and searched all over the room for him. As I approached my closet, something hit me in the back of the head and I fell unconscious for another ten years. When I awoke, I found Cthulhu sitting just outside the closet door, which was now mysteriously a jarajar. As I reached to pick him up, the closet door was suddenly flung open and a BRIGHT PINK SKELETON POPPED OUT. It ran around my room screeching ancient 4chan memes for about six hours before bursting into flames. It then proceeded to jump out a five-hundred story window and get sucked into another dimension.